Posts tagged “Norway

Roros romance

High up in the mountains of Norway,

The early spring skies are big and wild —

And old houses have birch trees growing on them!

Birch on roof

Roros is an old copper mining town —

And the remnants of those days lend some kind of industrial romance

When decorated with dramatic skies.

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As the sun peeked over the ridge of the mountains

Another glorious day dawned —

And I was grateful to be there.

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The charms of old houses

I’ve just got back from a business trip to Roros, Norway (my third visit there) —

An old mining town in the mountains that is now a UNESCO world heritage site.

Mining huts

Modern-day inhabitants live in the old mining huts

And houses dating back to the 1600 and 1700s.

Blue skies

A lot of the old houses have been restored

And keep their dark facades —

Giving parts of the village a medieval feel.


People kept telling me how mild winter had been

And that there was a metre less snow than normal.

(Still looks as if they had some decent snowfall though…)

Back of rickety houses

Even pets in the village

Have their own wooden huts.


And look – the kennel even shares another feature of the old houses:

A grass roof!

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I leave you with a final image —

The optimism of drying clothes outside

In the freezing temperatures.

Surely this is a sign of spring in the mountains of Norway?

Washing line

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Church in the sky

I’m away filming in one of my favourite places on earth:

The charming mountain town of Røros, Norway.

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Soaring majestically into an always dramatic sky,

The church of stone – built in the late 1700s – stands out

From the simple wooden huts that surround it.

Church view

Built on a hill, the church

Has a marvellous view of the old wooden houses with grassy roofs

And the big open sky.


(Please excuse me if I don’t get around to visiting you – I’m away in this slice of paradise!)

For more heavenly views, please visit: Skywatch.


Festive wood

Christmas Eve is the big day in Sweden – with present opening and feasting.

However, the weather isn’t co-operating this year: no snow, just rain, grey clouds and plus degrees.


So to get into that festive mood, I’m pulling out some photos from my favourite town in Norway: Røros.

It’s a very old mining town full of pretty, wooden houses (and snow in April).

Pretty houses

Many of the houses date back to the 1700s or 1800s and are still lived in today.

They are very well taken care of – although that statue looks a little frightened of the icicles hanging above him!


The tiny huts where the miners lived next to the copper mines

Are now one of the star attractions of the town.

(I know I’ve shown this picture before but it really is one of my favourites.)

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Wandering through the streets, peeking into secret courtyards,

You might even find Santa’s sleighs…

And with that, I wish you all a wonderfully magical Christmas —

I hope that you give and receive the gifts of love and time.


For more festive stories, please visit: Our World Tuesday.

On the slag heap

As you know, I was in Roros, Norway, last week.

Roros is an old copper mining town so it is dominated by slag heaps (a by-product of copper smelting).

The slag heaps are like small mountains – just going to show how much activity there was here during the 333 years the copper works were open.

If you climb up the slag heaps, you get a great view of the ancient timber town –

And of the other feature that dominates the landscape: the stone church.

Looking the other way, you can see the farms and the mountains –

And yes, there was snow on them even in June.

What moved me most was Sleggveien street: a street with tiny tiny houses,

They must have been about half the size of a normal house,

Where travellers and casual labourers lived and worked.

The old wooden houses must have been very cold in the winter.

They look so poor (and picturesque) as they stand there squeezed right up to the slag heaps.

(Not far to walk though for your ten-hour shift in the mine.)

And oh – those wonderful turf roofs! Some had wildflowers and even small trees growing on them.

I’m away filming in the south of Sweden, so please excuse me if I don’t get around to all your blogs. THANK YOU so much for your visit!

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In the land of snow and mountains

I’m off to Norway again for a film shoot. (Lucky me, I do have a fun job!)

If you remember, I was in Roros – up in the mountains in northern Norway – in April as well.

It snowed a lot.

And the icicles were like perfect crystals against old wood.

We will be staying in the same hotel as last time – a fabulous renovated old wool factory.

It doesn’t look much on the outside, but the rooms are wonderful.

(So is the food.)

The picturesque streets are dotted with deliciously bright buildings – most are about 300 years old –

And antique stores.

You can just about see my reflection in the corner of this shot.

It will probably be snowing again this week.

But don’t worry about me – I’ll be in heaven!

For more cool worlds, please visit: Our World.

As I’ll be away for most of the week, I won’t be able to get around to all of your blogs. But thank you so much for your visit!


Last week I went to a small mining town called Roros in the Norwegian mountains.

(You can see pictures of it here.)

It snowed and snowed and I fell in love with the perfectly preserved wooden houses

That make up the town. Most of these houses are about 300 years old.

Back then, the people worked in the copper mines (now closed)

And lived in these beautiful cottages,

Although I’m sure they were considered to be the huts of the poor in those days.

Even the rubbish bins on the streets were picturesque.

Twisting lanes, old wood and the heavy snow

All added to the enchantment.

In a secret old courtyard,

I discovered Santa’s sleigh —

And then I knew I was in a fairytale

(At least for a couple of days).

For more enchantment, please visit: Our World.

The beauty in the grey

High up in the mountains of Norway

The grey sky is laden with snow,

Which turns the slag heaps and old copper works

Into objects of beauty.

Next to the old smelting house, where copper was melted,

The waterways create graceful patterns

Topped with an icing of snow.

Even the brick tower holding the power lines

Is turned into an electric beauty.

Yes, my friends, there is beauty in the grey.

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Of sorrow and hope

As you have probably heard, Norway is a country in deep shock and sorrow.

A fanatic planted a car bomb in the centre of Oslo and then took a ferry to  the island of Utøya.

Pretending to be a policeman, he hunted and mowed down many youngsters (most of them teenagers) who were attending the Labour Party Youth Camp.

Over 90 people have been killed so far and many more injured.

You might think that there would be a great outcry for revenge.

But Norway has chosen a much harder path than the one of retaliation.

They have chosen to have even more democracy and openness.

In the words of the Prime Minister, “You will not destroy us. You will not destroy our democracy or our ideals for a better world.”

It would be much easier to give in to fear and hatred than to believe in compassion and ideals.

But we must have faith that there are more heroes than villains in the world, that there is more good than evil.

Because if we don’t, then fear and hatred will have won.

When a reporter asked one of the survivors how she wanted people to fight terrorism, she replied:

“If one man can show this much hate, think how much love we can show together.”

A beautiful and powerful statement.

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Thank you Norway!

CakeOn 17 May of every year, an entire country takes a holiday to go out onto the streets and take part in parades, bands, marching and general celebration.

If you happen to be in Norway, then you cannot help but be affected by the music, the rosy-cheeked smiles, the traditional costumes, the joy…

Now, if you ask them what they are celebrating, they will tell you that they are celebrating their National Day. The day they became an independent nation.

Independent from Sweden, no less. That’s right, Norway used to be under Swedish rule once upon a time… (But,  hey, let’s not mention that again. OK?)

And although the Norwegians will insist that they are celebrating syttende mai (17 May); celebrating their independence…


… they are not.

What they are really celebrating is my (and Sir Pe’s) wedding anniversary!

So, thank you Norway, for all the music, cheering and celebration… we appreciate it.

Let’s  make a date to do it all over again next year!